How shall I know that the end of things is coming?
The drummers will be drumming; the fiddlers at their thrumming;
Nuns at their beads; the mummers at their mumming;
Heaven's solemn Seraph stoopt weary o'er his summing;
The palsied fingers plucking, the way-worn feet numbing –
And the end of things coming.


The Veil and Other Poems (1921)

Walter de la Mare Quotes

How shall I know that the end of things is coming? The drummers will be drumming; the fiddlers at their thrumming; Nuns at their beads; the mummers...

How shall I know that the end of things is coming? The drummers will be drumming; the fiddlers at their thrumming; Nuns at their beads; the mummers...

How shall I know that the end of things is coming? The drummers will be drumming; the fiddlers at their thrumming; Nuns at their beads; the mummers...

How shall I know that the end of things is coming? The drummers will be drumming; the fiddlers at their thrumming; Nuns at their beads; the mummers...